◆ The snowflake on the swallow was as big as a seat and blew off the Xuanyuan terrace.
◆ Yulong defeated three million, and black sheep and white bones flew all over the sky (Bird)
◆ Six flying flowers come into the room and sit and watch the green bamboo become lovely branches (high article)
Then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint (Cen Can)
◆ Where is home in Qinling Mountains? Snow embraces the green horse and returns (Han Yu)
◆ Like a strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees (Cen Can)
◆ Snow disappears outside, Qian Shan is green, and February flowers are sunny by the river (Ouyang Xiu)
I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain. (Li Bai: "Difficult to Go")
Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows goose feathers and snow one after another. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")
◆ The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. (Du Fu: "Jueju")
◆ The north wind rolls white grass, and eight In the snow cross Tatar days. (Cen Can: "Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji's Song of Wu Going Home")
◆ Light shakes Zhuhu Golden Tower, snow shines on Qiongchuang Jade Palace Que (Dream of Red Mansions)
We rode lightly loaded horses, carried heavy snow, and pursued them with our bows and swords. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
◆ It is not snow from a distance, because there is fragrance coming. (Wang Anshi: Plum Blossom)
A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns home at night. (Liu Changqing: "Master of Furong Mountain in Every Snow")
◆ Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. (Wang Changling: "Seven Military Services")
◆ Only when I saw the dark clouds gathering on the ridge, I was shocked that the snow was like dust on the rock; Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, thousands of trees and thousands of clouds. (Yuan Zhen)
Six flying flowers came into the room and sat watching the bamboo turn into lovely branches. (Gao qi)
◆ Mei's snow is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. (Lu Meipo)
◆ Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow, which is both strange and gorgeous (Lv Benzhong)
◆ A few plums in a corner, cold ling alone; Knowing from afar that it is not snow, because there is fragrance (Wang Anshi)
◆ I have been stunned, and the rocks are like dust; Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, thousands of trees and thousands of clouds. (Yuan Zhen)
Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns home at night. (Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow")
◆ Zuyong
Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud.
After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.
◆ Liu
The spring breeze is full of snow, floating around and everywhere.
You look like a flower, but it's in the east of Los Angeles.
◆ Liu Zongyuan
Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints;
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
◆ Bodhisattva Xia (Li Qingzhao)
Back to Hong Sheng, the broken rinspeed, the snow in the back window fell straight into the furnace.
The phoenix at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the hairpin phoenix wins the lamp.
The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow.
Flowers are ugly in spring, and the west wind keeps the old cold.
◆ Shen Pei
It began to snow outside the curtain and the incense was still burning.
Sitting alone at night, people are very tired and far away, and dreams are more lonely.
◆ quatrains (Tang Du Fu)
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
◆ Xue Mei (two songs) Lu Meipo
Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring, and the poet pavilion commented on the pen fee.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without plum customs.
The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.
◆ "Pavilion Night" Du Fu
Although the daylight in winter is shorter on the elemental scale, it is cold and snowy at the end of the world.
Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains.
Wild cries and smells of war, I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn.
Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world. ..
◆ Wild Hope Du Fu
Xishan is covered with snow all year round, and the three cities are heavily stationed; Nanjiao Bridge spans the majestic Jinjiang River.
After years of war in China, several brothers have been unable to hear from each other; It's a long way from each other, and I'm the only one, right?
Instead, they will hand over the bodies of Gemini in the light of late autumn; So far, not a drop of merit has repaid the wise Huang Sheng.
I travel by horse alone, and my horizons are often wide. The world economy is in recession, which is unimaginable.
◆ Ouyang Xiu
It's snowing outside, Qian Shan is green, and it's sunny by the river in February.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a piece of Mei Xiang.
2. Is there a poem 1 describing the snow scene in a dream of red mansions? The north wind was tight all night, and it was still snowing when the door was opened.
White mud is precious to Qiong Yao everywhere.
2, gently shake the Zhuhu Golden Tower, the snow shines like a palace.
3, cherish the fragrant posture to cover the door during the day, and hand in hand with the pot to fill the moss basin.
Rouge washes away the shadow of the autumn platform, and ice and snow absorb the soul.
Only when you are weak can you know that flowers are more colorful, but when you are sad, you can get jade without trace.
If you want to pay for the cleaning in Bai Di, you will get dizzy if you don't talk about Tingting.
4. After China's entry into WTO, adopt red snow and cold, and cut ziyun with dust fragrance.
5. There are several red yards. Whose fragrant snow curtain is that?
3. What are the poems describing "snow" in A Dream of Red Mansions, mainly 50 couplets?
The north wind blew all night, and it was still snowing when I opened the door.
White mud is precious to Qiong Yao everywhere.
Deliberately beautify the hay, but unintentionally modify the hay.
The price is high, the village is ripe and young.
Move the ash and fly the pipe, and the yang will return to the bucket.
The cold mountain has lost its green, and the frozen pool does not smell the tide.
It is easier to hang willow branches than to pile banana leaves.
Musk deer coal melts into a tripod, and gold mink is put on the sleeve.
Light grabbed the window mirror and stuck the pepper on the wall.
The oblique wind is still there, so let's talk about it.
Where is the plum flute? Whose Yu Di is this?
Aochoukun is trapped in the axis country, and the dragon is in the clouds.
Back to the lonely bridge on the barren shore, the whip refers to the bridge.
Give Qiu pity and care, and add some thoughts.
If we judge foreign risks, Zhike is afraid of being shaken.
Walking lightly, waist cutting and dancing.
Cooking taro is a new reward, and sprinkling salt is an old proverb.
Weeds are still fishing, and the forest axe doesn't smell firewood.
Like a thousand peaks protruding, snakes are far away.
Lace is cold, color is not afraid of frost.
The deep courtyard scares the cold bird, and the empty mountain cries the old owl
Up and down the steps, the pool water floats.
The dawn shines and enters the eternal night with brilliance.
Forget three feet of cold and release nine focuses.
Who asked when you were lying stiff? Crazy tourists like to recruit people.
When the cat came out of the bag, the ocean market was lost.
Loneliness is the regret of Taiwan Province Pavilion and poverty.
The ice for making tea is boiling, and the leaves for making wine are hard to burn.
Without a broom, the monk sweeps the mountain and the child who buries the piano picks it.
The stone building sleeps leisurely, and the brocade warms the cat.
The moon hole turns over the silver wave, and the Xiacheng is hidden.
Xiangmei is chewy and bamboo leaves are drunk.
Or a wet mandarin duck belt, when the jade becomes warped.
There is still no wind, and it is raining without rain.
If you want to be happy today, you can wish Shunyao with a poem.
4. What are the poems describing "snow" in A Dream of Red Mansions? Mainly fifty couplets. The north wind was tight all night, and it was still snowing when the door was opened.
White mud is precious to Qiong Yao everywhere. Deliberately beautify the hay, but unintentionally modify the hay.
The price is high, the village is ripe and young. Move the ash and fly the pipe, and the yang will return to the bucket.
The cold mountain has lost its green, and the frozen pool does not smell the tide. It is easier to hang willow branches than to pile banana leaves.
Musk deer coal melts into a tripod, and gold mink is put on the sleeve. Light grabbed the window mirror and stuck the pepper on the wall.
The oblique wind is still there, so let's talk about it. Where is the plum flute? Whose Yu Di is this? Aochoukun is trapped in the axis country, and the dragon is in the clouds.
Back to the lonely bridge on the barren shore, the whip refers to the bridge. Give Qiu pity and care, and add some thoughts.
If we judge foreign risks, Zhike is afraid of being shaken. Walking lightly, waist cutting and dancing.
Cooking taro is a new reward, and sprinkling salt is an old proverb. Weeds are still fishing, and the forest axe doesn't smell firewood.
Like a thousand peaks protruding, snakes are far away. Lace is cold, color is not afraid of frost.
The deep courtyard scares the cold bird, and the empty mountain cries the old owl Up and down the steps, the pool water floats.
The dawn shines and enters the eternal night with brilliance. Forget three feet of cold and release nine focuses.
Who asked when you were lying stiff? Crazy tourists like to recruit people. When the cat came out of the bag, the ocean market was lost.
Loneliness is the regret of Taiwan Province Pavilion and poverty. The ice for making tea is boiling, and the leaves for making wine are hard to burn.
Without a broom, the monk sweeps the mountain and the child who buries the piano picks it. The stone building sleeps leisurely, and the brocade warms the cat.
The moon hole turns over the silver wave, and the Xiacheng is hidden. Xiangmei is chewy and bamboo leaves are drunk.
Or a wet mandarin duck belt, when the jade becomes warped. There is still no wind, and it is raining without rain.
If you want to be happy today, you can wish Shunyao with a poem.
5. What are the poems describing snow in the four classical novels A Dream of Red Mansions?
The north wind blew all night, and it was still snowing when I opened the door.
The most beautiful snow scene in A Dream of Red Mansions is the scene in which snow, red berries, pink powder and fragrant babies are cut in the glass world.
Snow in Romance of the Three Kingdoms;
Liu Bei, who visited in the snow, was praised by people with poems: "One day, Xue visited a sage and felt sad because he was not free." The frozen creek bridge rocks are slippery, and the cold current invasion of pommel horse is far away. When pear flower falls was in power, his face was covered with catkins. Looking back at the place where the whip stopped, the rotten silver was piled up in Wollongong. "
Snow in the water margin;
In Water Margin, when Lin arrived at the Fengxueshan Temple in front of Liangshan, he remembered the scene about snow the most.
Snow in The Journey to the West:
"Six flowers, patches of flying Joan; Thousands of trees, each with its own jade. Powder accumulates instantly and turns into salt instantly. A white parrot loses its element, and a white crane has its feathers. Pingtian Wu Chu Jiang Qianshui overwhelmed several trees in the southeast. " No matter how good the scene is, monsters will eventually appear.
Journey to the West, the 48th time-"The magical snow and snow made monks think of worshipping Buddha and walking on the ice".
6. Are there any poems describing the rainy scene in A Dream of Red Mansions? What are there? Quite a few.
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The cold grass in the setting sun has heavy doors, and the moss is full of rain basins.
Jade is harder than pure spirit, and snow is easier to forget.
My heart is a little delicate, and my beautiful image is marked in the middle of the night.
Don't say that immortals can feather, but sing with me late.
Baochai
During the day, cherish Fang Zi and cover the door, and join hands with the urn to fill the moss basin.
Rouge washes away the shadow of autumn, and snow absorbs the soul.
A flower is brighter when it is pale, and a jade is traceless when it is sad.
Pay for Bai Di's cleanliness, or you will faint if you don't talk.
Precious jade
Autumn colors reflect the heavy doors, and seven knots are saved into a basin of snow.
Taking a bath is too real to shoot a shadow, holding the heart of the jade as the soul.
Xiao Feng let go of thousand worries, and Su Yu added a tear.
Deliberately leaning on the painting column, clearing the anvil and blaming the flute to send you to dusk. Dai Yu
Half-rolled curtains cover the door, and the ice is broken into jade pots.
Steal a pear core for three cents and borrow a plum blossom soul.
The moon cave fairy sews clothes, and the woman in Autumn is always in my heart wipes her tears.
Who is shy and silent? On a westerly night, I fainted.
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The immortal went to Doumen yesterday and planted a pot of lantian jade.
Of course, frost prefers cold, and it's not Guan Qian who keeps her soul.
Autumn covers the snow, and rain stains add night marks.
But I like the poet's tireless singing, which makes my loneliness ache.
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The terrace leads to Robbie Gate, which is also suitable for corners and basins.
Flowers are hard to find a partner because they like cleanliness, and people are easy to break their souls because they are sad about autumn.
Jade candle drops dry the tears in the wind, and the crystal curtain separates the remnant moon marks.
The deep passion attracts Chang 'e, but the night is dim in the empty corridor.